Born July 11, 1983, in New York City. Singer/pianist Peter burst onto the jazz music scene with his eponymous debut CD in 2003, one of the more skilled of the new generation of crooners. A piano prodigy, Cincotti ably showed showcased his chops on the debut CD, with a mix of standards and originals, carefully selected by him and producer Phil Ramone. Not content to be pigeonholed, Cincotti's sophomore effort, 2004's On the Moon showed him expanding his horizons both musically and personally, with a broader mix of styles (from a funk rendition of Bali h'ai from South Pacific to a poignant cover of Ray Charles' You Don't Know Me). Now signed to Warner Records and working with mega-producer, David Foster, Peter's third CD, the newly titled East of Angel Town, which is set for release in early 2007 will mark yet another departure as it will be his first release of all original material, all of the songs written or co-written by him and featuring another diverse mix of styles, ranging from ballad to blues to funk, yet always undercored by his considerable jazz talent and piano skills.
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Raise The Roof Lyrics

Peter Cincotti

(Music & Lyrics by Andrew Lippa)

Lock the door and stop complaining
Gather 'round and listen well
From now on we're entertaining
How to hotten up this hell.

Hold the mood and hold the chatter
Skip the food and stop the clatter
Can't you hear that pitter-patter?
We're not here to eat.
We came for the heat!

Let's raise the roof
Let's make a scene
Let's hop the gods of love
Will shine above
And show the way.
Let's call the shots
Let's roll the dice
Take my advice
It always pays
To raise the roof!

Crush the ice and shake forever
Tell the evening where to go
And if you need a new endeavor
I can teach you what I know

Grab your partner by the collar
Bribe the barman with a dollar
Just ignite that mighty holler
Lead me to the trough
Till the light goes off!

Let's raise the roof
Let's make a scene
Let's hop the gods of love
Will shine above
And show the way.
Let's call the shots
Let's roll the dice
Take my advice
It always pays to raise the roof!

Cut the strings and set the table
Gather roses on your way
Welcome to our Tower of Babel
Learn the language, come what may.

Spare me how the wind is blowing
If you keep the whiskey flowing
You can reap what you've been sowing
If you walk the plank
You've got me to thank

Let's raise the roof
Let's make a scene
Let's hope the gods of love
Will shine above
And show the way.
Let's call the shots
Let's roll the dice

The time for playing nice has run
Before the big hand hits the one
We've got to do what must be done

Raise the roof
Raise the roof
Raise the roof
Raise the roof